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——As usual, I also have to pay attention to the red ticket and the collection of the dice line—

Tang Zhongqing was just a concubine. He was a low-level concubine in terms of royal etiquette and was not qualified to go to the palace to see the emperor. Therefore, when Yang Xiu returned to Daxing to congratulate Yang Jian in the New Year, he only brought the official concubine Peng. Therefore, Yang Zhao had never seen Tang Zhongqing. But in an instant, he saw a beautiful beauty who was not inferior to Fan Qinghui and Mingyue, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

For Tang Zhongqing, this moment was originally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape. However, the series of changes that happened to Yang Zhao tonight were beyond her expectations, and her confidence was almost collapsed. The scene of Tang Mengshu being torn apart in two halves made her feel even more terrified. She couldn't take any steps and couldn't raise her true energy.

This opportunity was fleeting. In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhao recovered and shouted, "The vicious woman from the Tang Sect, I will give my friend my life!" The electric step forward, and the lightning leaped between the five fingers and clenched, and a fierce punch was blown out. Even Yu Yu wanted to dodge, Tang Zhongqing had already suffered a heavy blow on her lower abdomen. In an instant, the "ruthless thunder" fist power exploded in her body, like dozens of explosives wrapped around the meridians and the five internal organs exploded at the same time. The viscera was severely injured. She screamed and opened her mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Before the blood had fallen, Yang Zhao punched out the second punch. His fists rose and fell one after another, and he beat the stunning beauty wildly. Although he only used his upper part, Tang Zhongqing was beaten to death. As she rolled, her clothes quickly became messy, her clothes were open and her skirt was torn apart, and even the bright strapless breasts and slender legs under her coat were exposed.

Tang Zhongqing was as pampered as a princess in the Tang Sect since she was a child. When she grew up, she married into the Shu Palace and was even more favored by Yang Xiu, and she had not even received any serious words. Being beaten like now is definitely an unprecedented experience in her life. Although the body and body are painful, the fear in the heart is even more serious.

In an instant, she seemed to have completely collapsed, and tears burst out from her eyes. She rolled hard to avoid it, and cried with a hissing: "Stop, stop! Don't hit you, please stop hitting me! It hurts so much. I will spare me, and Zhongqing will never dare to do it again!"

Yang Zhao's nose gradually opened and a greedy light burst out from his pupils. An unprecedented dark desire grew secretly in his heart with the increase of strength and anger. When he noticed this desire, his body had already followed the most primitive wild instinct and made a faithful reaction. He had almost no hesitation. He changed his fist to claws, grabbed Tang Zhongqing's pink neck, and lifted her up like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered. The lightning spread out, and he was returning to the empty Chengdu government office and slapped her under the plaque with a "glass hanging high".

Tang Zhongqing curled up helplessly, and her skin was tense every minute and inch of her skin was even more frightened because of fear, which made people's index fingers even more stirred. Yang Zhao honestly and unceremoniously tore off the cloak of the prey and spread it on the ground, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked her white cheeks that were blown by her fingertips. He suddenly took action to remove her chin, and pinched off her joints with a lightning-thrust technique. Tang Zhongqing's delicate body shook violently, and suddenly twisted and struggled wildly again as if she realized something. He kept saying "hoho" in her throat, and she couldn't even say half a word of begging for mercy.

The feeling of pleasure turned into desire, burning in Yang Zhao's body in full swing. He held Tang Zhongqing's slender waist with his left hand, and stroked his chest honestly and unceremoniously with his right hand, and squeezed it twice. The skin tightened because of fear was particularly sensitive, so how could he withstand such a strong surprise? The pleasure that was both painful and sore, and numb in an instant rushed straight to his forehead, but his chin was removed. Tang Zhongqing couldn't even scream, and she felt anxious and tears were about to burst out from her eyes.

"Why are you crying? Why didn't you cry when I asked someone to kill me just now? Young Master pretended to be innocent in front of me!" Yang Zhao shouted angrily, and his right hand suddenly burst into tears and grabbed. He could only hear "chi~chi~" the sound of ripping silk. In the blink of an eye, Tang Zhongqing's clothes were completely turned into pieces and scattered around. At this moment, the concubine who was most favored by King Yang Xiu of Shu already knew that she could not escape the disaster today. Her heart felt sad, and tears of despair finally couldn't help but fall. The pear blossoms were covered with rain, which made me feel even more pity.

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